Graveyard people with graveyard minds. Peeking out through half-drawn blinds. Desperate people with desperate minds. Only live amongst straight lines. Scorning the gypsies camped out in the
Song Six More Miles (To The Graveyard) - Hank Williams. (G) oh the rain is slowly fallin',. And my (C) heart is so (G) sore,. Six more (C) miles and leave my (G) darlin',. Never on this earth to
' on. In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin' on. Flyin' through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the hound For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone. For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone
Bài hát Graveyard - Halsey. It's crazy when. The thing you love the most is the detriment. Let that sink in. You can think again. When the hand you wanna hold is a weapon and. You're nothin' but skin
The other day when we were walking by the graveyard near the house, you. Asked me if I thought we would ever die. And if life and love both fade so predictably, we've made ourselves a kind. Of
